"It's only been half a year..."
Hua Zhanhong stood on the Ping An Magic Center of Pengcheng, which is also the tallest building in Pengcheng and the location of the Pengcheng Judgment Council.
Hua Zhanhong has become much older now. His hair is already white with black beard and his beard has been shaved off. What he has experienced in the past six months is too earth-shaking.
He once told Mo Fan that he would wait for three or five years. Now he felt that he was a little too arrogant. Not to mention three or five years, three or five months were the limit. In front of the powerful Siren, he could not last for a year.
In just half a year, only six months, all urban areas along the coast have been flooded by the ocean, and the land on the coast has been dug low by the sirens, allowing the seawater to pour into the coast, allowing the seawater to flood the coast.
Then he continued to attack inland with his back against the flooded city.
It's like dropping a drop of ink into the water, and the ink continues to spread.
The red line that Zhaohua originally drew was made with Asuki City, the ancient capital and Pengcheng as the three dots and strokes, and has been dyed black by "ink". Now the three Ten Abyss emperors and demons are divided into three routes. The seventh-ranked Hai Ji looks down at Dan in the Bohai Sea guarded by Asuki City. The eighth-ranked Huangshi Skeleton Dead Emperor is at the bottom of the South China Sea. The former Ten Abyss emperor has the largest crust troll before the Wuyue Mountains in the ancient capital.
Hua Zhanhong looked at the calm South China Sea. Hua Zhanhong knew that the Siren was waiting at the bottom of the South China Sea.
Since the demon capital was occupied, the Emperor Shining Skeleton Dead Emperor has been leading the squad to move south from the north and cooperate with the squad on the coastline to attack the city from both land and coast.
Asuki City is the same as Pengcheng. At the time of the handover between Tianjin and Jinan, Feiniao City was established to rely on the imperial capital and obtain resources from the Bohai Sea and the Yellow Sea.
The same is true for Pengcheng, and they joined forces with the demon to seize the resources of the South China Sea.
Therefore, if a natural disaster of sirens at the level of destroying the country occurs, the two base cities will be combined into one, using Pengcheng as the battlefield to resist the invasion of sirens, and constantly use the city's formation and terrain advantages to eliminate sirens, and lengthen the front line.
"Yes, it's only half a year, and there are only twenty days left before the New Year."
Nalanlong, the leader of the Eastern Military Region, walked over and a gust of sea breeze blew, and Nalanlong's left sleeves were empty.
Nalan Long and Hua Zhanhong once attacked the crust trolls that ranked the lowest. Two military leaders with three-type forbidden curse cultivation took action together and did indeed suppress the crust trolls, but it was not the only one around the crust trolls.
Nalanlong's left hand was cut off by the East China Sea Dragon King, the little emperor's strength, and it has not been restored until now. In the end, the desperate battle of the Emperor Hunting was also in failure.
"The only coastal cities are Asuka City and Pengcheng, and the demons have now accommodated 100 million refugees."
"We have no need to retreat."
Five hundred million people, one hundred million people fled to the imperial capital, one hundred million people fled to the demon capital, and one hundred million people fled to the ancient capital. There were still 200 million people who died in their hometown where they were born and had no choice to escape.
"What did he say?" Hua Zhanhong asked after a moment of silence.
This is naturally referring to Zhaohua.
In the case of local disasters, people can also choose to wait for mages from other cities to reinforce. Humans' methods to fight against demons are always carried first and then let reinforcements from other places arrive at more and less, and strongly fight weak.
But now it is not a local disaster, but a super natural disaster. This is without external rescue. Once a super natural disaster occurs, you can only wait for death.
Nalanlong smiled and said, "He said he was carrying the water."
"Hahahaha, then fight to the end!"
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In the room of Zhaohua and Ji Shaoji, the Emperor's Coffin of the Divine Wood is placed flat in a room.
"Old Feng, success or failure this time depends on whether your method can succeed." Zhaohua murmured to himself while standing in front of the Emperor's Coffin of the Divine Wood.
Neither Zhaohua nor Ji Shaoyu used the Shenmu Emperor Coffin again because Feng Zhoulong's body was placed inside.
Ji Shao stood beside Zhaohua, held Zhaohua's right hand, and said with a firm look in his eyes: "I believe you will definitely win."
Zhaohua nodded with a calm smile, "You will suppress the death energy under the sea."
"rest assured."
Ji Shao nodded seriously, and did not say anything about sitting cross-legged on the ground.
This is nothing else, but the suburban villa where Xiao Ji was integrated. Apart from Zhaohua, no one dared to approach this place of death. All the creatures that are close will be annihilated by the rich power of death.
Ji Shaoyu's dark divine power was an extremely terrifying ability to control death. It was full of this power of death. It erupted when Xiao Ji disappeared. The entire mountain range had become a mountain range of death.
Zhaohua left the villa, but he did not go to the Demon City Judgment Council, but went to the direction of the shelter.
In the past six months, in order to receive people who have been displaced due to the natural disaster of the sea monster, the monsters have been built in the suburbs, and a large number of underground shelters have been built in the underground of eleven urban areas.
Three days ago, the Demon Trial Council issued a colorless warning, allowing everyone to enter the underground shelter to hide.
The depression in an underground shelter is unimaginable. Every day, you can only rely on the broadcasting magic weapon to obtain external news.
"Dad, will we die?" Suddenly a little girl said to her father.
The little girl's father was about thirty years old, and the little girl was only five or six years old. The little girl's father wanted to say something but stopped. He wanted to say, "How could it be, the mage will definitely win." But now he has lost even the courage to lie, and he also wants to deceive his daughter, but he really can't say it.
The bad news again and again put the entire country in the darkest despair. For half a year, the country fell halfway, and the strength of the Siren made all mankind feel desperate.
"How could it be, the mage will definitely win."
!!!?
"You! Zhaohua?!"
The little girl's father suddenly looked at the source of the voice. It was none other than Zhaohua, the current chief of the Demon Capital Judgment Association, who had reached the top level of the four-level super-level cultivation.
Zhaohua looked at the little girl's father and said with a smile: "Long time no see Jiang You. You haven't been to the class reunion. Since you graduated from junior high school, you have not seen each other for thirteen years."
Jiang You, once a classmate of Zhaohua Junior High School, had a head of green hair at the beginning and scored only 521 points in the middle school entrance examination. At that time, he told his class teacher shamelessly that even if he couldn't go to No. 1 Middle School, he could still awaken in another magic university in the city.
The teacher shook his head after hearing this, because the teacher knew that the score line would be higher this year, and he might not be able to reach the line, so he felt sorry for it.
And that year, the grade was indeed high, and he was just one point short of his score and could not wake up.
Jiang You looked surprised. He didn't expect Zhao Hua to remember him. After all, the clones of the two are completely different now.
"Do you still remember me?"
Chapter completed!